The Bottineau pioneer. (Bottineau, N.D.) 1885-1895, 1887-08-04
Something b Hu Advantage

Barbara Reed put down the paper
With a jerk.
Il wonder if that means. me-" she
laid, thoughtfully. my grandfather's
lame was certainly James landlord,
md I know he was a curate, but l did
lot know there was any money in the
iamiiy."
If you think 1t worth while, 90 to
Messrs. Dod-& Son and find out, sugg-
rested a sharp-featured elderly lady.
sRlho sat stitching at the table oppo-
lite. .
''Of course I will!' Why. there may
,e five thousand pounds waiting for me
here"
"Or five pounds, more likely" sup
plemented the stitcher.s
barbara laughed. 'I'd rather think
# the thousands, Mrs. Stewart; they
would be much more to my advan-
tage."
II know of something that would be
more for your advantage than all the
money you are aver likely to get from
advertisements, if you had but the
good sense to see it," returned that
lady, significantly. 1
Barbara flushed as she left the room
10 get her cloak and bonent and set out
Tor home. She was the music-mistress
n Mrs. Stewards school, and had been
one of the most promising pupils in it
before that; she was almost alone in
the world, except for a distant aunt,
with whom she lived, and, after school,
lays ended, it became necessary chat
The should do something towards keep
ing up the little household, and she had
been very glad when Mrs. Stewards
proposal to retain her for the younger
girls music-lessons saved her from APP
plying. to strangers. Still, notwith-
standing her obligations, there were
lines when Barbara felt strongly dis
posed TO protest against that ladg's au-
!hority. which was pretty much as 1t
had been in the days she was ''quite a
shild," as Barbara often phrased it to
herself.
'sShe never seems to remember that
Fam grown up and able to manage my
Dwn affairs. 1t does not follow that
because l was her pupil once she has
any right to interfere in this name
noW.n NJ
She, was marching down the road,
her head we'll up, while she argued the
matter out to her OWL satisfaction,
when some one quietly fell into step be-
side her.. The shadow vanished from
he brow like morning mist as she look
ed around. ~ s&-% r.
'.What are you in such a hurry forP
[ could scarcely keep you in sight," in
quire6 the new conner.
1t was the subject of Mrs. Stewards
admonition, her NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
enough at his profession, but of his In
austry and general dependableness she
had not the highest opinion. Not so
Miss Barbara, who was fast developing
q very warm sentiment for the good
looking young artist. 3.
II am going home to deposit my
music, and after that / think of making
q journey into the city, to King street."
King street! That is an expedition"
..Isn't it'll But I have some idea of
coming into a fortune, and that is the
place / am to apply to."
!. Mr.. Lawrence's face showed such
genuine interest in the news that
Barbara speedily told him all she knew,
perhaps with a little unconscious Ok
aggeration, by way of justifying her
first announcement.
You will be sure and let me know
the result of your expeditionP' he said,
earnestly, with a lingering clasp Of the
hand, as he left her at the corner Of her
W street. II shall be most anxious
10 hear, and no one deserves such a
q fortune better than yourself"
The dingy, jolting omnibus that, con-
yeyed Barbara to the city that afternoon
might have been a royal chariot for all
she felt Of it. She was absorbed in
bright visions of her coming greatness.
No more of these interminable practic-
ing at Mrs. Stewards for herself, no
drawlng-lessons for some else.
Who could tell but next May there
might be q new member at the
Academy. q new picture to attract all
eyesP No man tied down to more
teaching could have a fair chance,
Barbarass face glowed with the thought
that it might be her hand that should
set the fettered genius free.
The glow was still there when she
turned into King street and ran full
against a plain, rather commonplace,
young man coming out OF one OF thu
warehouses. s"tWhy, Mrs. Barbara, Il
Is not often you find your way to this
quarter. = he said, as he held out his
hand. 1t was a brown. ungloved hand,
and bore evident traces o hard service.
Barbara gave the tips of her fingers
rather coolly, contrasting it with TIN
Wcll-shaped yellow.gloved one thu,
had pressed hers q little before.
II came on some business, Mr..
Grant, : she said, believe there is I
q legacy waiting for me; it is advertised
IN the papers, and ! IN going TO SO.
the solicitors now
John Grant laughed. We'll, / hope
'nsyou may get ii, Miss Barbara; for my
self, Ineyer hadmuch faith in legacie.
n since wasted twenty-five shilling,
once In answering advertisement
about [. !"
.sI'hat may have peen q very differ
nlent matter from this roturnes
Barbara, stifly. 81 had better no
detain yon any longer, Mi. Grant
as.A1ad TINT Is the man Mrs SteWar
liAks-worth half dozen like Attire.
LaWrencel' said Barbara to herself
~ ehe Balked into Messrs. bod 8 Som
m SssIt poems ia be 4 decided vir
$500 sople,s eyet to have cours,
szss AAasSSby coats
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